Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Is that what I'm asking?" she frowned.

It's not which one this is, and I don't make it clear. Could it be that I am entertaining the family?Three catties of inch gold cartilage plus simmered seed paste, you have a bear face warning!

After thinking about it, Yan Ce probably came to a conclusion: Miss Lingshi punched Yan Xiaoce KO, there is no problem.

Let's be cowardly.

"..."

The young man chose to remain silent, and the consequences of the information asymmetry were unfolding before his eyes. The Patriarch of the Zeng family, who was fondly called Zeng Lizi by Yan Boss, and the little bitch, did not know how unspeakable he had reached with Miss Ling Shi in private. transaction.

After a long while, seeing that his face was still full of bewilderment, she said coldly: "...we'll talk about it when we go back."

"kindness."

Walking through the corridor, Yan Ce saw the group of hot-blooded teenagers who were still blocking the screen toilet, and mistakenly thought that "Yan Ce was hiding in a small space with Miss Ling Shi", and could vaguely hear the words that were exploding in the screen toilet Junjie was too frightened to come out.

Accompanied by the appearance of the head of the Zeng family, the atmosphere of the banquet was the hottest. The head of the Zeng family drank the [-] or [-] bottles that came over, and there was still an unchanged smile on the corner of his lips. She saw Ling Shi and Yan Ce in the corner. , nodding, without interruption.

Neither of them particularly liked lively personalities, so they sat in a corner, waiting for the banquet to end and leave. At the same time, the Zeng family teenagers who smelled like toilets returned, glaring at Young Master Yan resentfully.

The night was dark, approaching midnight.

The lights are as bright as daytime, the place where literati exchange and play chess, the night market seafood food stalls... the bustling and bustling is not like the desolation of other countries.

"You want to cut off the aristocratic family now, and the guarantee of not causing trouble is not more than three days." Relying on the height of her heels, she looked down at Yan Ce, who was a few centimeters shorter, "Once Zeng Ran decides to unite with the aristocratic family, How can you be sure you can return to Xianyang?"

"The Mohist's explosives have not been used up. Some philosophers said that there is no way out in the world. If there are more people bombed, there will be a way." Yan Ce was seriously joking, raised his eyes and changed the subject: "And don't return it. Is there you?"

"If Your Majesty didn't order me to pick you up, what would you do?" There was a hint of coldness in her voice.

"If there is no if, you are by my side." Yan Ce shrugged, showing a smile that he thought was handsome: "Is it moving, I made it up for a long time."

the next moment.

Miss Lingshi came over, pinched the boy's ear with two fingers, and dragged him into the "Jialongju" hotel.

"It hurts! The next step is to overcome the problem, what an authority you are." Yan Ce said in pain.

So, the woman increased the intensity by two points.

Pushing the door open, throwing Yan Ce into the room, heel knocked the door shut.

"Don't be ashamed outside."

After she finished her contempt, she turned sideways to the bronze mirror, lifted her long hair from the back of her neck with both hands, held it with one hand, and stretched the hair belt with the thumb and index finger of the other hand in the shape of an "eight". hair around.

Yan Ce sat by the bed and asked, "It's time to sleep in a while, is it necessary?"

"Tie it up to sleep, it's easy to take care of in the morning. I'm going out to work now, and I don't want to waste precious time every day combing my hair." She kicked away Yan Ce's dangling calf, and said coldly, "Your Highness, please go and reflect."

The woman directly occupied the entire bed and threw Yan Ce down.

"By the way, Yu Ji and my scarf... Bah, where's my little white wolf!"

Yan Ce drank the celebratory wine until he became delirious. At this moment, he finally discovered his blind spot. He was much quieter than usual.

"Don't make such a stupid face."

This female officer is wearing a light-colored thin pajamas with a very beautiful figure. She sits with her long white legs crossed, and her faded shoes are neatly placed by her feet. Her glamorous temperament is fully revealed on her face.

"When you were drunk, she and the imperial guards were secretly arranged by me in the hostel opposite. Zeng Ran arranged for Jialongju, and there must be her cronies nearby, and I never asked Zeng Ran to pick up Yuji. Miss, that's why the head of the family doesn't know the existence of those people. At least she can't expose everyone to her sight."

Yan Ce was puzzled and said, "Why does Concubine Yu listen to you?"

"I said you were in that hotel."

"..."

social society...

Yan Ce hugged the pillow and quilt, made a simple bed on the floor, lay on the quilt and asked, "Before going to bed, I'll ask one more question."

"ask."

"What did you and Zeng Ran talk about?"

The moment the voice fell, the woman turned off the light, put on the quilt and slept with her back to Yan Ce.

Yan Ce: "..."

pS: There are two updates tomorrow, um, like this.

Chapter 430 Eight Quarrelsome Daily Life

Yan Ce's sleep time was very short. Apart from the fact that the floor was not comfortable, it was more of a kind of spying from the unknown. With his toes, he could imagine that it came from the "eyes" of a certain patriarch in ambush.

Professional, skilful, and without a trace.

If Yan Ce's talent specialty is not Assassin ACE, he should be unable to detect the sense of surveillance, which brings him convenience but also brings him considerable trouble.

The sadness of the thorns on the back is as clear as "a big man curled up beside the bed doing nothing, just staring at you with big watery eyes", it doesn't hurt people, but it is irritating.

The early spring dawned very early, and his room was also a sea view room of the highest level. When he opened the window, the scenery of the sky and the sea first came into his pupils, followed by the ebb and flow of the tide, hitting the rocks, and a child carrying a small bucket, taking advantage of it. Pick up seafood at low tide.

"It's free air."

Yan Ce folded his arms and lay on the window sill, enjoying a moment of tranquility.